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  1. Rec 25

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    War and peace, ebb and flow, love and loss, damned duty and dearest enemies, end and begin and come around again. When the Stargate Program goes public, old loyalties are set against new ambitions for the Atlantis team.

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    11 Aug 2018

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    "John, we could use your help," Teyla said.

    "I don't know what you mean." He gave her a quizzical look to go with the words.

    "Atlantis."

    Rodney pushed away from the wall, figuring out maybe a picosecond before John.

    "Your Alliance is going to want Atlantis," he said.

    "Yes," Teyla confirmed. She faced John, who looked gobsmacked.

    "Teyla?"

    "This galaxy, that you call Pegasus, is not your peoples' for the taking," Teyla said. "Iirijjin owes you so very much for fighting the Wraith, for showing us that we can fight, that they can be beaten. You have given us hope and a future. That future will include Atlantis. The City of the Ancestors will naturally become the heart of our alliance."

    "Uh, Teyla, the UNEC isn't going to like that much," John pointed out.

    Understatement of the decade, Rodney thought.

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    This version has just about the worst "so long, Rodney" variation EVER, even worse than Seperis's, so bad that I dropped my phone, put my face in my hands, and basically yelled for several long minutes. She sets it up RUTHLESSLY & then just DEPLOYS it. Great stuff. Also Voice Emmagan, Empress of Pegasus gives me legit chills. (Aside tho: whoa this writer really does not seem to like SG-1. Anyway O'Neill & Carter don't come out of this smelling like roses, & even Jackson is... honestly kind of a dirtbag? But hey: IIRIJJINII.)

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    When they emerged a month later, Radek's glasses were taped together after being broken twice — once when he sat on them and once when he threw them at Hailey — and he was speaking entirely in Czech. Hailey had dropped six pounds and begun stuttering. Mundy had gone into the washroom on the third week and shaved his head — and his entire body for all Rodney knew; he didn't inquire. Rodney had a beard and had nearly lost his voice; he kept forgetting and trying to talk though he could barely whisper.

    They were all grinning like maniacs, however, and Rodney held in his hand a piece of soapy slick, amber crystalloid that except for an unfortunate brittleness when subjected to sudden impacts — exactly like an Ancient ZPM — could shrug off any amount of heat or energy, including exotic particles and zero point energy.

  2. Rec 4

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    The catch-all collection for all my Stargate Atlantis commentfic and prompt meme responses, scrounged from all over.

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    08 Aug 2018

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    "A word of advice," O'Neill said to her.

    She summoned her very best leader's smile, the one saying I have no idea what we're doing but let's all figure it out together. "I'm sure you could give me a lot of good advice, General."

    But O'Neill was soft and serious. "Pick your man early," he said. "The one you'll rely on to do the things nobody should have to do. Because the time is gonna come, and I hope to God you're never going to need him, but when you do, you're going to need to know which one he is. And you don't want to have to create him."

    Elizabeth didn't understand what he meant. But when she tries to catch Major Sheppard's eyes while he's making his report, him staring woodenly over her shoulder and reciting facts in a voice that feels like fall leaves, it comes back to her.

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    Because the meaning of life is "do the next thing", and we all carry the seeds of the past into our future. Futurefic, Rodney-centric.

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    07 Aug 2018

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    Let us therefore brace ourselves to our duties, and so bear ourselves that, if the British Empire and its Commonwealth last for a thousand years, men will still say, "This was their finest hour."

  4. Rec 20

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    A mission-gone-south isolates Rodney and John from the rest of the team. Forced to search for an Ancient outpost, they struggle to keep each other alive until the time their kidnappers prepare to sacrifice the one and purify the other (set at some generic point after The Hive).

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    06 Aug 2018

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    Rodney flattened his hands against the wall, felt the world tilt and settle. He was on P5K-727, near the mountains and the outpost. John needed him to do ... do something. Rodney froze. He'd come down here with a purpose, but to his growing dismay Rodney realised he'd forgotten what it was. He recalled a hustle, but the flashback was hazy. Were they running again? He didn't know.

    Calm down, he told himself. Easy does it. Something about a cue. Oh, yes. Rodney reached into his pocket and pulled out the scrap of paper. He unfolded it and there was John's handwriting, cramped letters and narrow vowels. Rodney exhaled with relief. Go back on the trail, he read, watch for the river. And beneath in bolder caps:

    Go home.

    Rodney looked long at the note and willed his brain to make sense of it. Recognition returned, in parts. The path. Okay, he remembered that. He lifted his head. Confusion was crowding in from all sides but John's words would guide him. He'd make good by them. Rodney straightened up, left the stairs and started to walk.

  5. Rec 37

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    John thinks for a minute, then tilts his head and asks, “Do you think we’re lesbians now?”

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    04 Aug 2018

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    “I can’t get used to the balance thing,” he finally says, cautiously, starting on safe ground.

    “Yeah, I feel like I’m moving sideways more than I’m moving forwards. How women get anywhere with hips like these, I don’t know.”

    The bitching is at least familiar, so John relaxes a little and allows himself a raised eyebrow. “Well, with hips like yours, anyway.”

    “Hey! I’ll have you know . . .”

    John can’t think of any way for McKay to finish that sentence and not scar both of them for life, so he interrupts. “Settle down, girlfriend, I didn’t mean anything by it. Your ass doesn’t look fat in those pants.”

    Rodney’s ass, actually, is gorgeous, matched by curvy hips and great tits that John had tried to avoid looking at through Rodney’s flimsy hospital gown. But he has no fucking idea how to tell Rodney that he’s pretty without it sounding pervy and paradoxically gay, or like some sort of consolation prize: hey, your whole body was changed against your will by some random alien device, but at least you’re hot!

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